One of my goals has been to write more this year. Since my last post was in January and it’s now April, I would say I am falling a bit behind.
So, catch up. This winter has been tough (well tough in Van city terms), rain, snow, and very scant days of sunshine. I have logged a lot of miles in rain, snow, treadmill and Jason has even put screws in my old running shoes so I could partake in ice running.
After a “let’s see what happens and I just want to finish” 2016 year of running, I put my head down and decided I wanted to put in the work again. I hit my first 100km week ever (albeit at a tortoise pace but I don’t care).
For the last 10 days or so I have been rehabbing a rolled ankle (sustained recently on a very adventurous trail run with Alley, which saw slippery bridges, snow, 3 falls, a bruised wrist and a rolled ankle between the two of us). I ended up on my back, and realized after the fact, I tweaked my ankle. whoops. Of course that didn’t stop me from finishing out the run. Stubborn I am.
Any how, I was not happy – but after a week of icing, heat treatment, balance exercises and anything else I could dredge up on the internet, I am back on my feet. Not all back and not quite ready for trails yet but getting there. My physio appointment is not for a couple of weeks, but I am slowly on the mend. Also, pretty sure my physio would yell at me for running on the ankle but runners are a stubborn bunch. I know 10 days is nothing in the scheme of injuries but it made me super crabby not to be able to run. My run walk in the sunshine today has made me deliriously happy.
As for goal races this year – Squamish 50 (my nemesis) is on the list again. I swore I would never run Squamish again right after the race (in fact I told J. to shoot me if I wanted to sign up again) but somehow found myself on ultrasignup come registration day.
I also decided I wanted 2017 to be the year of my first 100km Of course I didn’t really look carefully at the course description. Exposed, 40 degrees, in a Lethbridge and apparently snakes on course. I didn’t really think this through mostly because registration sold out so quickly.
That is my race year in a nut shell (I might add races as the year goes on) but for now, that is it. I have learned that racing 10 races a year doesn’t bode my well for me. Partly because my body can’t handle that. Also races get expensive, and maybe most importantly, trying to balance work, a social life and a supportive but non – runner partner means I get to be a lot less selfish with my time than I could once upon a time but it’s a trade off I happily make.